The Tycoon's Contract With A Vicious Beauty

“My husband Hubert threw a stack of faked, compromising photos at my bleeding face. He crushed my hand under his leather shoe and threatened our five-year-old son's life, forcing me to sign away my company shares and full custody. Then, my younger sister Ara walked into the room, stepping carefully to avoid my blood, and kissed my husband deeply. "You really are a stupid stepping stone, Amelie. I paid a lot of money to have those photos photoshopped." She sneered at me, admitting she had orchestrated everything just to steal my fashion brand and my life. Before I could fight back, Ara injected a paralytic directly into my neck. They stuffed me into a duffel bag and dumped me in the freezing mud of a secluded hunting estate. Ara waved a forged suicide note in my face, claiming I had drowned myself out of shame, before giving her bodyguard a sharp nod. Three massive, starving mastiffs were released from their cages. As the dogs tore through my flesh and crushed my bones, Hubert watched my bloody massacre live on a video call. In my final seconds of agonizing pain, a blinding hatred locked into my dying brain. I didn't understand why the two people I loved most would torture me so ruthlessly, but I made a venomous vow. If I ever come back, I will make you both drown in your own blood. Opening my eyes again, I wasn't dead in the mud. I had awakened in the young body of a girl named Gena, and fate had just dropped the perfect weapon for my revenge right into my lap: Hubert's ruthless billionaire uncle.”